Page 5 of Busting Nuts
There’s no stopping this horny mammoth nutcracker as his mouth goes to my pussy and he begins to lick. I want to scream for him to stop or kick him off of me, but the second his tongue slides over my clit, all protests leave my body.
My hands go to his golden crown as I grip it tight and he lifts me higher against the wall. He’s so fucking big that I’m forced to wrap my legs around his face so I don’t fall. But all that does is push his tongue into my pussy.
“Holy shit.” I gasp when I feel his tongue go deeper and deeper.
He’s a magical nutcracker that’s desperate to fuck me. It shouldn’t be hard to believe that his tongue can go as far as he wants it to go. Yet I’m still surprised as I rock my hips on it. Hans’ body vibrates, and it sends the current through me at the same time. It’s like having a giant vibrating tongue in my pussy as his nose rubs my clit.
I’m riding his face as he eats me like a meal, and I’ve decided to let all thoughts of reality float away. If this is a dream, I don’t ever want to wake up. Pleasure builds inside of me, and I cum around his tongue as I scream my release.
Hans shivers as he slips his tongue out and slowly lowers me back to the ground. When my feet touch the hardwood floors, I’m surprised to be standing in something wet. I look down and see a puddle of his icing on the floor, and once again, his cock is dripping.
“More,” Hans says as he tugs on my sweatshirt.
“Wait, I need to clean this up.” I point to the floor, but he shakes his head impatiently.
“No, now.” He growls as he rips the front of my sweatshirt open like it’s a piece of tissue paper.
Before I can protest, he’s pulling me closer and burying his face against my breasts. The remnants of my sweatshirt fall away, and now I’m completely naked. He’s on his knees in front of me, but he’s so tall he still has to bend his head to get to my breasts.
“My Clara.” His voice might actually be the drug because when he talks, it feels like I can hear it in my soul.
He licks one nipple and then the other as pleasure builds in me again. How is this possible? Normally it takes me forever to get myself off, but now I’m eager for my second orgasm in under a minute? When his mouth opens, I see how wide it is, and I watch as he sucks my nipple and then most of my breast into it. He’s so gentle as he sucks, and it sends shocks of pleasure to my clit.
“Hans.” I manage to whimper as he moves to the next and does the same. His hard body is so warm as he pins me in place and devours me.
My hips begin to rock on their own, and he reaches between us. When I feel his thick fingers thrust into my pussy, I let out a small cry.
“So tight.” He purrs as he thrusts them in and out.
“I um, haven’t done this before,” I say as my orgasm gets closer. “Oh god, Hans don’t stop.”
“All. Mine.” He stamps out the words like they are a mantra.
His need for me is intoxicating. He sucks my nipples and fucks me with his fingers, and all I can do is take it. I’ve never been so wanted in all my life, and it’s making me dizzy with pleasure. I cum a second time, to the surprise of both of us, and I feel his body shudder at the same time as mine.
Warm liquid splashes on my bare legs, and I look down to see Hans cumming again. It’s all over me now, and it glistens like there’s a shimmer to it. His cock is pointing at me while it drips cum onto the floor, and he kisses his way up to my neck.
“Inside you,” he says gently as he presses his lips to mine.
I never thought I’d be kissing a nutcracker, but here I am opening my mouth so he can slide his tongue against mine. His kiss is tender, much softer than I ever imagined, and it lights up every inch of my skin. That warm ache goes down my spine, and my pussy is slippery with desire. I’m close to cumming again just from this kiss.
Hans rises from the floor, and before I can stop him, his hands go to my hips and he lifts me into the air. I have no choice but to wrap my legs around him, and his cock is wedged between us.
“Inside,” he orders as he lifts me higher so that his cock slides down my belly and to the opening of my pussy.
“Hans, you’re too big. You’ll hurt me,” I say, and he freezes.
It’s like he’s thinking it over as he looks between us but shakes his head. “No, Hans is gentle.”
“Were you gentle with Elodie?” I snap.
I don’t know why I ask this. What does it matter if he did this same thing to her? But for some stupid reason, I’m jealous to think that he’s done this with others.
Look, I never thought I’d fuck a nutcracker, let alone be jealous of him fucking someone else, but here I am! Merry Christmas, I guess?
“Elodie?” He looks confused, so I nod to the picture on the coffee table. His eyes widen, and he’s quick to shake his head.
“No, never Elodie.” He shakes his head again quickly, and I want to believe him.